Who made you not earnestly create the world!

"I've never been able to guess what he's thinking." On the terrace, Lucifer took a sip of wine and said to Beelzebub with a melancholy voice while leaning against the fence of the stand. Amethyst's eyes were slightly foggy. drunk.

Beelzebub raised his hand to fill Lucifer's empty glass with wine, poured himself another glass, didn't drink it, just shook it and continued to listen to Lucifer's complaints.

"When he was in heaven, he stayed in the great hall and refused to come out. Even if we held a grand creation ceremony for him, he only descended on the messiah at the first time and then went back, only occasionally—" Lucifer dragged his voice out, slightly dissatisfied, "Occasionally, he would hide his identity and pretend to be a seraph wandering around in the heavens, even when we bumped into him, he refused to reveal his identity, so he had to say that he was a new angel."

Beelzebub had a strange expression on his face. He really couldn't imagine that his holy and solemn Creator had such a... lively past.

As if thinking of something, Lucifer's expression also became strange: "So what kind of angel are you pretending to be? You obviously don't have the slightest resemblance to an angel except for your appearance. It's fine to pretend to be an angel, but you also provoke Metatron to do something, and in the end... "

Thinking of the scene where Metatron died on the spot and lost his love after his father god was exposed, Lucifer couldn't help but feel even more depressed--even though there was a lesson learned from the past for such a big man, he was so shaken by a few words that he almost jumped into the pit and took the initiative. Bury yourself.

"His Royal Highness Metatron?" Although he knew that some things were inconvenient for him to know, but Metatron was his immediate superior when he was in the heavens and took care of him a lot. Beelzebub couldn't help but frowned and asked, "In His Royal Highness Metatron’s state was indeed a little strange when I ascended to Seraphim, is there something hidden in it?”

Because the age was too long, only the first few archangels knew about the silver-haired god and Metatron, and even Beelzebub, who was later promoted to Seraph, had never heard of it.

"Can there be any hidden secrets, isn't it just that he concealed his identity and deceived his heart and almost deceived himself." Samuel came over with an empty wine glass and said coolly.

Beelzebub, who had just raised his hand to drink the wine, immediately sprayed the wine when he heard these words, and a passing demon under the stands raised his head angrily after being drenched in wine, only to see the two demon kings immediately lowered their heads and looked disheartened ran away.

Samuel snatched the wine bottle from Beelzebub, poured himself a full glass of wine, and poured it into his mouth, as if he had been stimulated by something.

Lucifer leaned against the fence and asked him, "Did you lose the quarrel?"

Samuel said with a cold face: "It's not arguing, I'm just arguing with them."

Lucifer nodded seriously: "Oh, theory, that means no theory wins, right?"

Samuel gasped: "Lucifer!"

"Listen." Lucifer replied lazily, and then said, "With your mouth, who can you argue with? It's better to fight directly than anything else." After speaking, Lucifer began to feel melancholy again. A reasonable angel, after arriving in the Demon Realm, he becomes more and more able to do things, so he will never quarrel.

Samael said stiffly: "Don't say it, it's like I can only do it."

Lucifer pondered for a moment, and then said decisively: "It's more likely to win if you only use your hands than to move your mouth."

Samael was so angry that he almost wanted to beat Lucifer regardless of the friendship of several epochs. Beelzebub hurriedly stopped him to pour him a drink: "Don't worry about him, Lucifer—he is in a bad mood."

"Father God has never been normal since he came to the Demon Realm." Samael snorted coldly. After all, he calmed down. He looked at the field under the stands. , "It can be arranged today, tomorrow is the celebration of all demons."

This is the Colosseum of Pandaymaninan. Although it is called the Colosseum, all those who can step on this Colosseum are all extremely powerful demons. They fight here and win Great prizes.

This is also the venue for the annual Ten Thousand Demons Celebration.

Beelzebub asked Lucifer why he chose such a place to hold the celebration of all demons. At that time, Lucifer gave a deep smile and said, "Don't you think it looks similar?"

"Aren't we trapped in the Demon Realm just like wild beasts trapped in the Colosseum and can only fight each other?"

As soon as the words fell, Lucifer raised his glass to Beelzebub, the moon reflected in the sky, and the wine in the glass was so red that it was black, "Everything will end tomorrow, and everything will begin tomorrow."

Beelzebub was startled, then silently clinked glasses with Lucifer, and drank the remaining liquid in the cup.

Just like in the beginning, he resolutely led an army of angels and fell into the devil world with Lucifer.

At this moment, the mortal world is also shrouded under the night sky. Tonight's night sky is full of bright moon and stars shining.

Metatron looked at the starry sky and sighed: "After so many years, even though the mortal world is no longer the mortal world I know, this night sky remains the same."

Mitchell was sitting by the bonfire reading the letter. Hearing this sentence, he couldn't help asking curiously: "It is said that there is only day and no night in heaven, is it true?"

"That's right." Metatron said with a grin, "The heavens not only maintain the eternal day, but also maintain... Well, for the mortal world, our heaven is always spring, not a year like the mortal world. The four seasons are cold and hot."

"I am grateful to my God for bestowing the different beautiful scenery in the mortal world throughout the year, and I have a loving love for day and night, but if I don't have to go through the cold winter—" Mitchell sighed, "how much more food can be produced, can we avoid To save many mortal beings from the test of hunger."

Metatron choked, and then said euphemistically: "Are you talking now... not as straightforward as before?"

Mitchell laughed twice: "Sorry, Your Highness Metatron, the latest pre-war mobilization is a bit frequent, and the way I said it is a bit conditioned. And tomorrow is the Creation Ceremony, and I am a little dazed by memorizing the speech It's gone." At the end, he was a little sad and angry.

Metatron laughed. He no longer made fun of the poor Human Pope, but looked up at the starry sky again, letting the memories slowly erode his mind.

In the first era, the night in the mortal world would have been like this now, with the moon hanging high and the stars shining. He was rescued from the demon world and then recuperated in the elf realm. Under the starry sky, he drank tea and chatted in the garden of the elf king. The sitting blond-haired seraph was so clearly illuminated by the starlight, and so softly reflected by the moonlight.

This is the only nightmare in his life, and also the tenderest dream in his life.

How nice it would be if it was just a dream.

At least, can continue.

On the other side of the mortal world, it was the night after repelling the invasion of the demons. The creatures present were all creatures from the mortal world. Races such as dragons, elves, orcs, etc. got along well in cruel wars one after another. The more harmonious they are, they no longer stick to racial prejudice, and everyone of some races sits around the campfire laughing and cursing.

The Elf King sat by the bonfire and watched quietly, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Suddenly, the Dragon King reached next to the Elf King, and handed him a skewer of meat. He still held several skewers in his other hand and ate his mouth full of oil. He said vaguely, "Hurry up!" Eat, if I didn’t snatch it fast, they wouldn’t even give us any wooden sticks with meat. Don’t be picky, you usually only eat fruits, vegetables and leaves. How can you fight if you don’t eat meat when you are on the battlefield? Defeat that group of demons."

Angus was taken aback for a moment, then took the meat and ate it, but his expression was a little absent-minded.

This is monster meat, but it is strangely tender and delicious. It is a kind of monster meat that doesn't even let the magic energy remain in the bodies of mortal creatures.

After eating, Alves threw the sticks of skewered meat into the bonfire, looked at the blazing bonfire, and said calmly: "Angus, I know you want to drive the proud angels of the heavens back to the heavens. Kill all the demons who invaded the mortal world, let the mortal world belong to the creatures of the mortal world, and let the angels and demons no longer regard the mortal world as a battlefield."

Angus looked at Alves, he was not surprised that Alves would say such a thing, Alves seemed to be a careless and irritable creature, but he knew that he was actually very careful and calm , even Angus himself sometimes has extreme and impulsive ideas and orders, but Angus has never seen Alves impulsive and impatient.

"Everything will get better slowly," Alves looked back at Angus, his flat tone filled with a sense of security, "you can do what you want boldly, whether it is the first one tomorrow, which belongs to ordinary people. The creation celebration of the creatures of the world, or the fight against the demon world to get rid of the mercy of the heavens, don't hesitate to do it."

"Whether it's your elves or me, they are your eternal backing."

Angus opened his emerald green eyes wide. After a while, a thin layer of water mist seeped out of the emerald green eyes. Angus lowered his eyes, curled the corners of his mouth, and said softly:

"it is good."

In another place in the mortal world, Gabriel couldn't help shouting in surprise when he saw the visitor: "Raphael! Uriel!"

Raphael stepped forward to give Gabriel a hug, and said with a smile, "Did you not expect me to come first?"

Uriel bowed his head to Gabriel, and Gabriel nodded with a smile, and then replied to Raphael: "Yes, I always thought that Michael would come first."

Raphael smiled gently: "He—the Messiah was afraid that no angels would be able to stop him once he went to the battlefield, so he didn't let him come. Poor Michael, he was obviously dressed up very vigorously but was caught It's really pitiful that Messiah stopped him."

There was a twitch in Uriel's face, which very well showed what a wonderful performance Michael had put in when he knew he had no time to go before they came down to the mortal world.

But when Gabriel saw the smile on Raphael's face, he knew that Raphael had somehow got involved here, so he couldn't help but glared at him angrily and funny, and finally he couldn't help but also laughed.

Raphael looked around. The creatures here include both angels in the heavens and creatures of all races in the mortal world. Some creatures are busy with tomorrow's creation celebration, and some creatures are busy with the war that just ended.

This is the front line against the demons. They are mourning the cruelty and sacrifice of the war, and at the same time they are excitedly looking forward to tomorrow's creation ceremony. Raphael is also surprised by the strange scene in front of him.

"I'm really looking forward to it," Raphael said with a smile to Gabriel. "This is the first creation ceremony held in the mortal world in the past few epochs. It must be very interesting."

Above the heavens, the Messiah sat on the divine throne, the blue veins on his forehead twitched and twitched, and endured Michael's ramblings in his ears.

"Why, it was clear that I was allowed to go to the mortal world first, so why did you refuse to let me go in the end!" Michael muttered angrily while sitting on the steps under the throne.

Messiah said blankly: "If my memory is not wrong, we never said that you should go to the mortal world today."

Michael choked, thinking about it, he did not say it, but he still insisted: "Then why Raphael, Uriel and the others can go and pay me back, but they still have to stay here!"

Messiah continued to be expressionless: "Why, did you feel wronged by letting you stay?"

Of course, it was impossible for Michael to say that he was wronged, so he could only shut his mouth aggrieved.

Messiah looked at Michael, who was sitting on the steps with his back to him, with long fiery red hair tied up high, and wearing a simple and well-fitting wartime attire, he couldn't help softening his eyebrows and eyes. Although he couldn't see it, he knew Michael His face must have been puffy at this time, and he said softly, "They can go, but you can't, Michael."

The silver eyes suddenly dimmed, and Messiah continued: "The Book of Creation told me that God the Father will return during the creation celebration. You are the Vice King of Heaven, Archangel Seraph. You must be present when God the Father returns. Welcome to God the Father."

Michael was taken aback, stood up in surprise, turned around and asked, "Really?"

Messiah nodded, and then watched as Michael ran out of the cathedral cheering, and he vaguely heard Michael say that he was going to discuss with Raguel what gift to prepare.

Messiah laughed, but his eyebrows and eyes were extremely gentle.

"Is he still a brat? He's so easy to coax. Also, isn't he a bit too presumptuous? He's nothing like the Great Holy Church, so he comes in and out so casually." The Book of Genesis walked slowly from behind the throne When he came out, he complained expressionlessly, and after a pause, he almost sighed and said, "I'm finally coming back."

This great sanctuary is unbelievably beautiful, majestic and holy, but also terribly cold and quiet.

Messiah's fingers stroked the exquisite carvings on the armrest of the throne, and he stared straight ahead with empty eyes.

Yes, he was finally freed from this cold and painful throne.

In the Demon Realm, the blond boy in white robe suddenly tilted his head. He turned a page of the book in his hand, but the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Whether it is the creation celebration of the heavenly world or the celebration of all demons in the demon world, they all start with singing in unison, with all kinds of musical instruments playing in unison, nothing new.

Unsurprisingly, the seven demon kings sat on the highest and best stand. Lucifer sat in the middle of the seven demon kings. Amethyst's eyes were half-knocked, listening to the music. He had just finished his opening speech, as always. The short and powerful words directly heated up the atmosphere of the celebration.

On his left sat Samael, who was sitting straight and expressionless, and Beelzebub, who sat on the right, watched the grand celebration with a smile, and actually tensed his nerves and was using his eyes to inspect the field for any abnormalities.

The other four also have their own performance.

Asmodeus was sitting next to Beelzebub, his affectionate eyes were also scanning the audience, but the place where the eyes stayed was not very good; next to Asmodeus was Belia, who always had a gentle smile on his face He was showing the demon with a gloomy face at the moment, sighing sadly from time to time, which really disgusted the other six demon kings present.

Perhaps because they were afraid that Samael and Mammon would fight in front of all demons in the demon world, Leviathan was placed on the other side of Samael, separating Mammon and Samael.The little girl who loved to show off was sitting on a chair that was too tall for her current body shape, looking sluggish, and she didn't eat any of the plate of cookies she was holding in her hand.Mamen next to her also looked absent-minded and even anxious. She couldn't sit still as if she had a needle stuck in her buttocks, and changed her sitting position from time to time.

Beelzebub couldn't see it anymore, and warned: "Mammon, you are already an adult, I don't think you need me to teach you how to behave on important occasions, right?"

Mamen froze, recalling the unbearable "etiquette class", he said angrily: "There has never been such a thing as manners in the devil world. I believed your nonsense when I was young!"

Beelzebub smiled: "The Demon Realm doesn't have it, but the Demon King does. Sit down for me, and you have to try twisting it around for me again."

Mammon choked for a while, although she was subdued, she still wanted to speak hard for a while, but when she received Lucifer's cold and stern eyes, she suddenly withered, and muttered: "I know, I just, I just thought that he will be here today. I'm going back to the heaven, I just want to watch him leave, how would I know..."

was kicked out.

The demon kings who also wanted to cuddle up to the blond boy but received the same treatment thought in unison in their hearts.

Leviathan was on the verge of weeping: "Why did Father God go back so soon?"

Who's to say it's not, the demon kings have sympathy for each other.

"Huh?" Beelzebub was puzzled at this moment, "But God the Father told me that He would come and take a look before going back."

All the demon kings except Lucifer straightened their backs in an instant, and all looked at Beelzebub with fiery eyes.

Beelzebub continued to break the news: "His Majesty Lucifer also knows that he also prepared clothes for the Father God to wear for the ceremony." Beelzebub paused, his eyes and voice were a little wandering, "It's black."

Demon kings: ...! ! !

The eyes of the demon kings lit up countless times instantly, even Samuel was no exception, and even Samuel whispered: "You did well, Lucifer."

Lucifer still had a bored expression with half-closed eyes, but the corners of his mouth raised a little quietly and irrepressibly.

The demon kings who had behaved differently took out their own sitting postures one after another, one sitting more upright than the other.

Lilith, who was sitting not far from the demon king's stand, had already noticed the strangeness over there, took the drink from the courteous male demon beside her, and murmured in her heart: Have these demon kings eaten? He put on a face and wished he had to participate, why was he so excited right now.

At this time, the music stopped, and the high-ranking demons who presided over the celebration of the ten thousand demons immediately came to the stage to announce the next program.

Lilith yawned wearily. The programs in the demon world were nothing more than fighting and killing. After participating in so many demon festivals, let alone those demon kings with eyes higher than the top, if it wasn't for the celebration She also didn't want to participate in this boring celebration during some cooperation negotiations before and after.

Although it is very suitable for the appetite of these native demons.

Hearing the cheers resounding throughout the Colosseum, Wu Doutai was once again covered with blood, Lilith opened the folding fan to cover half of her face, the fragrance on the folding fan suppressed the stench of blood, she thought indifferently and tiredly .

Little by little time passed, and the game ended, the fighting platform was once again soaked in blood, and the spectators in the few laps closest to the fighting platform were also sprayed with blood, but they didn't mind it at all, instead they were excited Roaring, while the Fallen Angels who were far away from the fighting platform watched blankly, and occasionally a few even showed disgust.

The final winner came out.

Covered in blood and wounded, the high-ranking demon clan roared excitedly after tearing the opponent in half. The host demon came to the stage with a smile on his face and was about to declare victory. How could he know that the winner this time was completely mad, He reached out and pierced the host demon's stomach.

But the demons who can come out to host the celebration of all demons are not easy to provoke. After being stabbed in the stomach, they just glanced at the other party indifferently, and then stretched out their hands to hold the shoulder of the winner this time, and then heard the sound of bone cracking , The victor's screams resounded throughout the Colosseum.Facing this unexpected situation, the demons at the Ten Thousand Demons Ceremony screamed louder in excitement.

The presiding magic cut off the winner's arm, pulled it out of his stomach bit by bit, and finally threw it on the rolling winner on the ground, and then pretended to be nothing. A distressed look said: "Oh, what should I do? Why can't I bear it? Should I give him a prize now?"

Afterwards, he turned around and asked the audience loudly with a smile: "Do you think this prize should be given to him or to me!"

The audience roared excitedly:

"Kill him, and I'll give you the prize!"

"kill him!"

"Kill him, and the prize is yours!"

……

The presiding demon turned to look at the stands of the demon kings again, and asked with a smile: "Your Majesty, can I have the honor of having the chance to win this time?"

Lucifer chuckled, and his low and arrogant voice spread to every corner of the Colosseum: "The rules of the celebration of all demons, only the final victor can get the rewards from me and other demon kings, regardless of status."

The presiding demon understood what Lucifer meant, he licked his lips, the whole demon became excited and his eyes had turned into cruel beast pupils.

In the end, the body of the original winner was separated, and the host demon became the new winner, announcing the next show on the fighting stage with the arena full of applause and prizes.

All the demon kings looked at the episode just now indifferently. As time passed, the celebration of all demons was coming to an end, and the longing figure did not appear for a long time, and they could no longer sit still.

Lilith yawned again out of boredom, glanced at the stands of the demon kings, and found that the faces of the demon kings were inexplicably happy.

Take another look... What the fuck is that? !My eyes are broken? !

The folding fan fell from her hand, and Lilith looked in shock at the black figure that suddenly appeared on the Demon King's stand.

"It seems that I am not late." The blond boy walked slowly onto the stands of the demon kings. His indifferent expression was the same as before, but he was wearing an exquisite and gorgeous black robe, which was so dark that there was no trace of it. The white robe made the blond boy's skin white and shiny.

When they saw the blond boy wrapped in the color that belongs to the demon world, all the demon kings were stunned. They stood up reluctantly, but some kind of throbbing made them unable to move. Only Lucifer was still sitting on the throne watching Watching the blond boy walk in step by step, his expression was in a daze and he forgot to move.

Lucifer watched the blond boy in the black robe he had prepared walk towards him step by step, and heard him say coldly, "I don't really like wearing clothes of this color. But..."

The blond boy seemed to smile, "Today is the celebration of all demons created by you, and I am willing to wear the clothes you prepared once."

The excessive surprise and strong emotional ups and downs made Lucifer slightly dizzy. He pursed his lips, not knowing what to say for a while, and then heard the blond boy continue:

"Seeing you rewarding the devil, I remembered that you have ruled the devil world so well. I haven't given you a reward yet, so let's give it today."

Lucifer was startled, and was about to speak, when he saw the blond boy's face very close, and then his chin was pinched and lifted by slightly cold fingers——

There is a soft and warm touch on the lips.

Lucifer was completely dumbfounded.

There was a neat and loud gasp from the entire Colosseum. All the demons looked at the stands of the demon kings silently and in shock. The fallen angels were so shocked that their eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and they felt that this scene was inexplicable. familiar with.

The whole place was silent.

The blond-haired boy let go of the fingers pinching Lucifer's chin, admired Lucifer's rarely seen dumbfounded expression for a while, and then whispered in Lucifer's ear: "The Temple of Darkness is connected to the Great Cathedral. "

Golden light spots lit up from the feet of the blond boy, and his figure slowly dissipated from his feet. Xue Lan's eyes looked into the eyes of amethyst, and Lucifer listened to him in a daze:

"Find the door leading to the Great Cathedral, I will wait for you in the Great Cathedral."

Before he completely disappeared, Lucifer saw him bend his eyes towards him, that was a gentle look he had never seen before.

A scream in the field brought Lucifer back to his senses and broke the silence. He followed the sound and saw Lilith's shocked and terrified expression, as well as the shocked expressions of the fallen angels.

Some of the fallen angels present were the first batch of angels born from the first era. They all recalled why they felt familiar, wasn't it familiar!Isn't this the case when Lucifer was forced to kiss in public during the creation celebration in the first era!

In addition to being shocked, Lilith was really horrified, and her heart was full of crap. After all, she knew that the man who was seen by the devil from the sky was a blond boy, and she also knew the true identity of the blond boy wearing a black robe. That was...God!

Then, she saw the blond boy kissing Lucifer.

Lilith almost fainted.

The white-haired and black-skinned dark elf woke up from a coma, and the moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were pierced by the light and wept painfully.

After he slowly opened his eyes and adapted to the light, he froze, and the transparent liquid slowly slipped from his eye sockets.

Warm and bright sunshine, emerald green grass, colorful fresh flowers, tall and lush green trees... Is this the Mortal Realm?It turns out that Mortal Realm is really like this, father.

Above the great hall, Messiah was stunned for a moment when he saw the silver-haired deity who pushed the door in. Then Huo De stood up and said in surprise, "Father God."

The handed down book with blond hair and silver eyes complained expressionlessly: "You are finally back."

Michael, who was holding a bunch of things, saw the silver-haired god's surprised things and rushed up: "Father God!"

Raguel behind him didn't realize it for a moment, and when he saw Michael almost pounced on the silver-haired god, he came back to his senses and said happily, "My God."

"Yeah." The silver-haired deity looked at them, this time there was no ball of light on his body to cover himself, he said, "I'm back."

………………

One day after the end of the Holy War, in the depths of the Great Cathedral, there is neither rich light nor deep darkness, as if everything in the mortal world was balanced.

The silver-haired god tilted his head, and smiled faintly at the black-haired demon king who pushed the door and entered: "Here we are."

Lucifer let out a "hmm", and then closed the door, all reactions were very flat.

Except for those red ears.

Before Lucifer could speak, the door was pushed open again. Lucifer turned his head in astonishment, and the silver-haired god was also a little surprised.

"Father God!" The demon kings of the demon world came out from the door and surrounded the silver-haired god. Leviathan grabbed the silver-haired god's sleeve and said tearfully, "It's great to see you so soon. Father God."

Beria leaned over with a smile: "At first, I just thought that His Majesty Lucifer's recent whereabouts were a bit unusual, and I was worried and followed here. I didn't expect to see you, Father God."

Asmodeus looked around and exclaimed, "So this is the Great Cathedral."

Mamen curled her lips: "It's too bright here, it hurts my eyes when it's so bright."

Facing the farce in front of him, Lucifer slowly looked at Beelzebub and Samael.

Beelzebub looked left and right, but he didn't look at Lucifer; Samael simply ignored Lucifer, and moved closer to the silver-haired god.

Lucifer laughed angrily, and then slowly rolled up his sleeves.

But after a while, the archangels who had come to report their duties felt the motive of fighting coming from the depths of the cathedral as soon as they walked in. They were startled, and led by Messiah to the depths of the cathedral, then Then he saw the seven demon kings fighting among themselves, and was shocked.

The Book of Genesis came to the side of the silver-haired god at some point, and gloated: "You will be lively next time."

"Yes, yes." Heyman suddenly appeared next to the silver-haired god, and he smiled shyly, "Do you mind having one more? There are more lively creatures."

The corner of the silver-haired god's mouth twitched faintly, but it finally turned into a faint smile.

"it is good."